I Am Your Natural Enemy

The number three Brave had an expression that said, ”You’re f***ing the GM, I’m actually just a prisoner here, can’t do anything, what are you staring at me for? Do I have the answer written on my face?”

The people selected meticulously by the Scorching Sun Department, even if they’re not professional agents, have better psychological fortitude than the makeshift Establishers.

The Establisher couldn’t figure out anything, more importantly, the number three Brave had always behaved like this, casually mocking whenever nothing else was happening.

The Establisher always felt that the number three Brave would jump at any opportunity to choke him with words.

But over time, for decades, he got used to it.

Because here, only the number three Brave could talk to him, relieving his loneliness and solitude.

After decades, who doesn’t know who?

The number three Brave didn’t explain, instead, he seized any opportunity to throw cold sneers as usual.

The Establisher genuinely didn’t feel anything was wrong.

The only thing that might be wrong was Wen Yan, this guy he couldn’t figure out at all.

He had been here for several days, just reading every day, what’s wrong with him!

What’s so interesting about the books here? What normal person enters a game to cut grass and ends up reading?

With just a slight oversight, Wen Yan disappeared.

He wasn’t even sure if Wen Yan had logged out again.

Because Wen Yan seemed to have a special understanding of this game, understanding it far more than the previous three people.

He could easily find bugs and use glitches to log out.

Just this point alone exceeded the Establisher’s expectations.

Because in this world, entering is easy, but once you’re in, there’s absolutely no option to exit.

The Establisher carefully looked at the great undead floating there, that place did seem like a crack...

Under normal circumstances, falling through the crack would mean falling out of the map.

But Wen Yan had a history, doing it like this probably means he logged out.

The Establisher hadn’t even thought about it; could it be, Wen Yan had gone to that door.

Because, he himself didn’t remember.

To prevent anyone from passing through his set checkpoints, he made himself forget what the checkpoints were and how to pass them, so even if any Professional could get information from him, they’d get nothing.

He had Yang Hailong replace him, turning into an NPC Great Mage, to guard against this point.

As long as he doesn’t appear, no one can get intelligence from him.

And after setting it up, unlike Wen Yan, he’s not interested in farming monsters, consumed by reading.

After he killed one wild monster, he couldn’t see that door anymore.

He also needed to adhere to the rules he set himself.

Because he was too cautious, he ended up in a series of situations, leading to him having no clue what Wen Yan was doing now.

Wen Yan was staying in the room behind the door, looking at the server in front of him.

This server was previously a ball of light, and when he entered, it turned into a server he remembered, with markings, model, and even scratches matching those in his memory.

Wen Yan was pondering that this server domain’s entity, no, it should be said there’s no such thing as an entity at all.

It looked more like a concretized interface, the server domain itself shouldn’t have an entity.

It’s even possible that this interface could only be concretized here.

In the real world, this interface cannot be concretized.

This roughly matched the Scorching Sun Department’s intelligence, the Establisher accidentally found this interface, or perhaps it was his profession that allowed him to find this interface easily.

Then he used this interface to do a series of things.

Setting up this Miracle World private server game was perhaps to have this interface concretized here, to deliberately layer protection outside the interface for the purpose of monopolizing it.

If he could monopolize the server domain in another way, there would be no need to use this method.

Wen Yan speculated this might have been the original purpose of setting up this private server game world.

When people first gain some opportunity, they don’t think that far, what they want most is to hide first, then slowly research it.

The interface was right in front, but Wen Yan didn’t reach out immediately.

He looked back at the writings on the door, various restrictions, and then looked at the cables extending from the server, contemplating, without an entity, how could he take it out?

These cables, connecting to various sockets, were connected to where?

It’s unlikely they’re all connected to Miracle World, right?

Wen Yan looked at the main door, Chunjun Mace in hand and ready.

He was pondering a question, when did the Establisher set up these things, and after setting them, did he need to follow them?

If he too must follow them, does that mean he himself can’t come in here?

If he can’t come in, how would he utilize the server domain to do things?

He couldn’t have cut off his own path and then trapped himself here, right?

That would mean if he entered here, the Establisher surely knew, and he might be coming here.

Wen Yan considered various possibilities, ready for a fight.

Then, he waited until he felt a little hungry, but nothing happened, and the door never opened again.